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Regen (Rain)	By : maybebaby Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Rammstein Views: 2556 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Regen (Rain) 27/28
Author: akasha6 (This particular chapter has been written entirely by Mr Naked)
Beta and co-writer: Mr Naked
Translation: lisa_thecat
Rating: NC 17
Pairing: Till/Richard, Richard/Christoph, Christoph/Paul, Till/Gert
Disclaimer: None of this is true, it's all work of fiction.
Warning: This story contains imagery and ideas that some might find gory, immoral and possibly offending. (violence, BDSM, non-consensual sex, incest)

The author would like to thank Mr Naked for the wonderful job he did as a beta and co-writer and to lisa_thecat for the translation.

Chapter 27

Christoph felt the cold of the night biting his flesh through his light clothes, but didn’t move to go inside the house. He’d been standing there, outside, inhaling the icy air and the heavy scents of spring. He could already feel the first tiny droplets announcing the rain that was to start again.

He felt like his head was spinning, with all those thoughts and bits of conversations he had with Paul. Christoph couldn’t promise anything, he couldn’t suddenly stop feeling all he felt for his brother. But he could refrain and keep a hold on those feelings, for Paul. Just for Paul.

He hoped Paul would appreciate this.

In fact, he felt really good seeing Paul there, in his room, after all those emotions and tribulations of the day. Christoph could have guessed what Paul was about to say and to ask, but he just felt happy to see him back. Back with him. Thus, they didn’t even waste much time talking; soon they found themselves naked, in each other’s arms.

And now, the remembrance of the sensations felt back then, as well the sweet soreness of his flesh made him hard.

Christoph twisted his head, startled. Someone else was there too. A shadow that was sneaking out of the house, trying to leave.

“I assume he is already asleep,” Christoph said on a loud voice.

The shadow froze on the spot. Then, he lit a cigarette and stepped toward Christoph.

“I thought he was… I even made fun of him for doubting, for thinking that you’d actually prefer that Gert fellow than my brother. But I guess he was right,” Christoph said looking straight into Till’s blue eyes.

“I won’t escape one cage to get trapped in another,” Till replied and exhaled the smoke.

“That’s what he is for you? Just another trap?”

Instead of an answer, Till dragged another smoke.

“Did he tell you what he’s been through these last three months?” Christoph asked.

Silence. Only the burning end of the cig.

“He is my brother and I love him very much and…”

“I know exactly how much you love him.”

Christoph felt like a spear of hot steel was piercing his heart.

“But it’s not about that…” Till added.

“I am not going to interfere, I won’t come between the two of you. I have Paul,” Christoph replied. “But I won’t let you hurt him. And without you he’ll just die.”

“This is blackmail, you know.”

“Take it any way you like it. What do you feel for him?”

“That’s… I think that’s only between him and me. You are interfering…”

Till stopped. He felt exhausted.

“If I stay with him I’ll destroy him,” he whispered, and made a step to leave.

“That’s what they made out of you? They destroyed you inside, and they got you to think you’re good for nothing, that you taint everything around you and that you deserve all that crap happening to you?” Christoph said and turned toward the entry door.

The raindrops got heavier and bigger. It seemed like rather than a summer rain was about to start, it would be one of those heavy, fast and short types of rain.

“Do you really think that you protect him and us? If this is what it is about, then you’re wrong.”

Christoph walked to the house and opened the door. Then he turned. The big, black shadow, holding the lit cig between his fingers was still there, in the small alley going from the back door of the house through the garden.

“Are you coming in or do you want to get soaking wet and freeze your balls out there?” he asked, keeping the door open with one hand.

The dark shadow remained still for a few seconds. Then, Till threw the cig and made the first step. Christoph waited, holding the door open, until he got to him, and then let Till inside. He closed the door then, and locked it.

Heavy rain was drumming furiously against the window panes; the heavens were washing the Earth of its sins, pains and torments.

*

Through his sleep, Richard felt the movements in his bed; then, this big body, with coolish skin sneaked between his arms, to his chest.

“Till?” Richard moaned, still half asleep.

“Yes,” his ears caught that whisper.

He embraced his body, his hands traveling over his back, shoulders, then further, over his head. He ran his fingers through Till’s hair and felt it was damp.

“Where have you been?” he asked, squeezing him closer to his own body. “Mmm, what’s this?”

“I went for a smoke,” Till whispered, pulling Richard’s warm thigh over his own. His skin was so cold while Richard felt so warm, so welcoming…

“Do you want to fuck me? You’re hard…” Richard whispered in his ear and rubbed himself against Till and his erection.

“Are you sure?” Till asked positioning himself on top of Richard, and between his thighs that were caressing his legs.

“Yes,” Richard murmured, kissing his neck, inhaling the scent of rain imprinted into Till's skin and hair.

Richard had the question on the tip of his tongue, but he refrained. He didn't want Till to feel pressured. If he was to stay with him it should be because he wanted to, not because Richard forced him to. Instead, he parted his legs more, allowing Till to spread the lube on him, and to enter him. He was dying to know what Till had decided on; instead he clutched his fingers onto the other man's flesh, as he was thrusting in him. After all, if Till was to leave him in few hours, he didn't want to know about that now. He wanted to enjoy this – touching him, feeling him so hard inside him, sensing him on the verge and then coming inside him. Pulling out gently and lying on his chest, heavy, hot and sweaty.

Richard felt Till nuzzling at the crook of his neck, while his fingers touched between his thighs. Till started kissing along his jaw line, and then suckling on the skin of his neck.
“I want to taste you,” he whispered.

He caressed Richard's erect cock, and moved with the kisses on his collarbone, to his chest. Till kept kissing and nibbling the skin along his abdomen, until he reached his cock and started licking along it, from the top to the base and all the way back. Richard moaned gutturally, tugging at Till’s hair. Till started to suck him, taking him in his mouth, while with one hand he was caressing his thighs, and buttocks. He slowly inserted one finger in his hole, as he kept on sucking him. Richard came soon, moaning Till's name.

Then Till rose to his level and started kissing his mouth, and Richard could taste himself on Till's lips. Then he detached from the kiss, and laid his head beside Richard's, on the pillow. There was this sweet torpor that was numbing him, making his eyelids heavy, difficult to rise. Till was slipping into sleep.

“Please, don't leave,” Richard dared to whisper.

Till moaned and caressed his chest slowly, without opening his eyes.

“I don't want to leave,” Till replied on a raspy whisper, and placed a kiss on Richard's shoulder. He snuggled closer to Richard's body, and let himself be lulled by the soft tapping of the rain against the windows.

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